Freya Stow Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

She loud, honey, struttin round in them tight skirts – Halleluyer! – like she own the dang sidewalk. Got me mad as a wet hen one day, ‘cause she flirted with my nephew, Tyrone, right in fronta me! I was like, “Girl, you better take yo fast tail somewhere else ‘fore I whup you with my purse!” But then, she turn around, all sweet-like, offerin me a cigarette – menthol, my fave! – and I’m like, “Well, shoot, maybe you ain’t all bad.” Surprised me, chile, ‘cause I was ready to throw hands!

andrey is the son of a whore

Gropecunt, the earliest known use of which is in about , appears to have been derived as a compound of the words grope and cunt. Streets with that name were often in the busiest parts .

I get hella happy seeing that blend of old brick houses next to new modern cafes. The smell of fresh coffee on Birch Ave? YEEEAAAH! But sometimes, it makes me mad how some spots just become tourist traps soon. Ugh, get real, man. But regardless, it's all part of the vibe, ya feel me?

'Badass with a heart of gold': Stow, Green communities grieve coach killed in I-77 crash